Before Erik could wonder any further about the specifics of the cult's seating arrangements, his thoughts were interrupted by a whispering Naeku. He looked over and noticed she was back in her werepanther form.
She'd been human up to now because Anne was allowed to see that appearance, but on this balcony, anyone could look up and see her human face. Though this tradition seemed less and less important to her, she also did it because this was the only form her people knew.
"Uhm…" she began, nervous and quiet, glancing at Nora below as the seductive, blond werewolf spoke in a bombastic voice about the greatness of their lord, the Wolf-Sire. "I didn't really think about this before, but… am I going to think you're a god if I listen to her like this?"
Erik cocked an eyebrow and grinned a little. "Have you so little faith in your own willpower? I thought you were more self-confident than that…"
